Between the Lines

I am lucky enough to belong to a lovely group of ladies who meet once a month for bookclub. Last night we discussed Anna Quindlen's Every Last One. I read it last Sunday on a seven hour flight; it was the perfect read for a single sitting. We had so much to say about this pick; it's a book I can't quite put my finger on, but I liked it- the slow and easy character development and then an unexpected shock (at least to me because I never read a jacket). Some of us have already lent our copy out (to our mothers, mostly).

I also liked the chocolate covered nougat our hostess offered, I ate a ton of it.